all the doves
they have flown from here
left this place
left it to its silent demise
the punishment it must serve
this place tainted
its filth will not dare
dare to mare their purity
they hear you
your pained calls
they will send it
the message
give it with verve
to the ears of angels
the angels
Mercy!
Mercy!
oh how this land is deserted
in sorrow
empty
baren
our bones still will reamain
as we reach the light
all the doves have flown
flown to perch
once again
on our menacing shadows
 
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